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The New School-Ma'am 

A Sketch in One Act 



By 
G. H. McARTHUR 



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BOSTON 

WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 
1916 



The New School-Ma'am y > 

CHARACTERS ^\ 

Silas Wetherbee, aged sixty, of the school committee. 
Hank Pettingill, aged fifty-five, of the school committee. 
Gladys De Haven, aged twenty-five, an actress. 



PROPERTIES 

Half sheet lithograph of girl in tights, one fan, one newspaper, 
stage money, pen, ink and paper. 




Copyright, 1916, by G. H. McArthur 
Professional stage and tnoving picture rights reserz^d. 

JAN -7 1916 f^^^ 

©CID 4 267 9 



The New School-Ma'am 



SCENE. — Sitting-room in SiLAS Wetherbee's house. Door 
in flat. Doors, R. a?id l. Table and chairs, R. Sofa, L. 
Hat-rack up back and other furniture to dress stage. 

Silas {discovered at rise, reading paper'). 'Nother one of 
them show troupes busted down to the county seat. I suppose 
somebody'll hav' to pay their fares hum* or else put them in 
the lockup. {Knock at door, F.) Come in. 

Hank Pettingill {entering, all dressed to kill). Howdy, 
Si? 

Silas. Howdy, Hank ? Wal, I swan ! What you all togged 
up fer ? 

Hank. I just got some news. Congrat'late me. Si. 

Silas. What's the matter? Cow had a calf? 

Hank. Nope. 

Silas. Speckled hen got chickens ? 

Hank. Nary a chicken. 

Silas. Somebody die an' leave you a fortun' ? 

Hank. Nary a fortun'. 

Silas. Give it up. What 'tis? 

Hank. I've found a schule-marm. 

Silas. No-o-o-o ? 

Hank. Yeeah. 

Silas. I want to know ? 

Hank. I've got one. I have, by gosh ! {Rube kick.) 

Silas. Wal, I'm tarnation glad on it. Here schule opens 
next week and no schule-marm, an' now you got one. I con- 
grat'late you. Hank. Where'd you git her? 

Hank. Over to the county seat. You know my Cousin 
Zeke runs the hotel there ? 

Silas. Yep. 

Yip^-^^K {pulling out letter). Wal, just listen to this. (Reads.) 
Dear Hank. Knowin' that you want a schule-marm, I'm 
goin' to send over a gal what belongs to a busted show trup'. 



4 THE NEW SCHOOL MA AM 

She looks right smart, an' I reckon she kin teach them kids 
over there. If you don't give her the job I'll have to feed her 
for nuthin'. Zeke. 

Silas. Wal, I'll be gum swuzzled ! 

Hank. P. S. I also sends you a picture of her which I 
tore off'n Jeff Simpson's barn. 

Silas. Great piece of work, Hank, but where' s the pictur' ? 

Hank. Right here in my pocket. 

Silas. Wal, trot her out. 

Hank {taking out litlio of girl in tights ^ starts to open it ; 
Silas tries to take it). Don't be in such a darn hurry. (Opens 
it.) Um-ah-ah. 

Silas. Holy jumpin' grasshoppers ! 

Hank {readitig). Miss Gladys DeHaven, queen of the 
bal-let. 

Silas. Queen? Wal, I should snicker. Give it to me. 

Hank. Git out ! I'm goin' to keep it. It's mine. 

(Puts it in pocket.) 

Silas. All right, but how do you know she can teach 
schule ? 

Hank. We'll soon find out, an' even if she don't know 
much me an' you kin sorter hang 'round an' help her. Kind 
o' 'sistant teachers. 

Silas. Good idea. Hank. But let me give you some ad- 
vice. Don't you go proposin' to her like you done to all the 
others. If ever a man needed a guardeen you do. It ain't 
safe to let you out of my sight when there's a female 'round. 
Why don't you take pattern after me? I was married once, 
an' that was a whole plenty. I'd like to see the female I'd 
marry. 

Hank. So would I. 

Silas. And another thing, be perlite to her. You want to 
bow like this. {Deep how. Hank tries it. Sticks his foot 
out behind chair, upsets it.) Gol darn it, you needn't kick 
the furniture over. It's easy seen you don't belong to elite 
sassiaty. Make a elegant bow like this. {Elaborate bow ; 
falls on face. Hank laughs.) That's right, you darn fool, 
laugh 'cause my foot slipped. You can bow any way you 
darn please. 

Hank. Reckon I can bow without fallin' down. 

Silas. Wal, suppose we go to the hotel an' see if she's 
come yet. 



THE NEW SCHOOL MA AM 5 

Hank. Reckon so. 

Gladys DeHaven (^knocking, enters door flat ; Silas bows). 
Say, cut that society stuff and tell me where I can find Hank 
Pettingill, of the school committee. 

Hank. That's me, Miss. I'm Hank — I mean the school 
committee. 

Gladys. Tickled to death to meet you, old scout. 

( Walks a few steps lat?ie.) 

Hank. What's the matter with yer foot ? 

Gladys. I kicked a stone in the road and put my ankle on 
the blink. 

Hank. On what? 

Gladys. Nobody home. I mean that I was tripping blithely 
along when a stone intruded itself in my path. 1 endeavored 
to remove it with my foot, or vulgarly speaking I kicked it, 
and in so doing 1 hurt my ankle. 

Silas {to Hank). Some talker, ain't she? 

Hank. Sit right down here, Miss. (By table.) 

Gladys. Thank you. Who's the guy behind the hedge? 

Hank. Eh ? 

Gladys. Who's your friend ? 

Silas. I'm Silas Wetherbee, member of the schule com- 
mittee, seelectman, constabule, justice of the peace and sheriff 
of this here town. Just call on me when you want anybody 
arrested, married, or hung. 

Gladys. Glad to know you. Si. You're the head guy, eh ? 
Run the whole town, I suppose? 

Silas. VVal, I come pretty doggone nigh running the whole 
shootin' match. Things go pretty nigh as I want them, an' if 
they don't I certainly rare around and kick up the sand. 

Gladys. You're some bullshooter, ain't you? 

Silas. No, sir; never shot a bull in my life. 

Gladys (aside). And they let it live. 

Hank, What's your name. Miss? 

Gladys. Gladys DeHaven. 

(Both look at litho. ) 
Hank | (^^^^^^j^^^y Xhe new schule-marm ! 

Gladys. Oh, dear ! 

Silas. Kin I do anything for yer, Miss? 



6 THE NEW SCHOOL MA AM 

Gladys. Sure ; git down on your prayer bones and unlace 
my boot. 

Silas. On my what? 

Gladys. Knees, knees ! {Pulls up skirts. Silas and 
Yik^Y. funny business.^ Come on, cut the comedy and git 
busy. 

Hank. I'll fix it for you, marm. {Crosses to her.) 

Silas {throwi?ig Hank around). No, you don't ! {On knees.) 

Hank. Would you like a drink. Miss ? 

Gladys. Sure thing. Bring it along. 

Hank. Si, get the lady a drink of water. 

Silas. Git it yourself, you darn fool. Can't you see I'm 
busy? 

Hank. Want some one to fan you, Miss? {Gets paper.) 

Silas {is through with shoe). I'll fan you. 

{Gets hat. One on each side of her fanning. Silas looks 
at her; she winks, he smiles ; catches Hank's eye, looks 
away. Hank same business. Both look at her, then at 
ceiling, still fanning. She crosses to sofa. They dis- 
cover her absence. They throw down fans and cross to 
her.) 

Hank. So you've come over here to teach schule for us, 
have yer ? 

Gladys. Yes, sir. 

Silas. Accordin' to the rules and statoots, I've got to ask 
you a few questions to see what you know. Excuse me while 
I confer with Hank. 

Gladys {aside). Well, if the rest of the bunch could see 
me now. I've got to get out of this burg somehow. No 
school teaching for me. It's so long since I went to school I 
forgot all I ever knew. Hope the examination will not be very 
strenuous or it will tap my brains. The answers I'll give them 
will take their breath away. 

Silas. As members of the schule committee, we have de- 
cided not to put you through a very rigid examination. We 
deduce that you look right smart, an' I reckon you be, so we'll 
only ask you a few questions. Now then. Hank, fire away. 

Hank. First spell Con-stan-tye-noble. 

Gladys. C-o-n-s-t-a-n-s-t-e-n-o-b-l-e. 

Hank {looking at Silas; he nods). Kerrect. Where is 
the Pacific Ocean ? 



THE NEW SCHOOL MA'AM 7 

Gladys. On the other side of the country. 
Hank {both same business). How are you ni rith-matic? 
Gladys. Oh, I'm some 'rith-maticker. . ^ ^c 

Hank Wal, if it takes a man two hours to haul a load ot 
hay five miles, how long will it take him to come back? 
Gladys. All depends on how fast he drives. 
Silas Ain't no use talking, she's smart. ^ 

Hank. Now give me a sample of the 'rith-matic you 11 give 
to the children. See if I can do it. 

Gladys. All right. Here's one. If it takes a two-months- 
old woodpecker with a rubber bill four hours to peck a hole in 
a two-inch board, how long will it take a bow-legged grass- 
hopper to kick all the seeds out of a dil pickle ? 

Hank Let me see. Umm-it'U take-umm -— (Z^^/&^ 
^/SiLAsi he shakes.) Wal, reckon that's 'nough on 'nth-matic. 
What do we git from Chiny? 

Gladys. Chinks and chop suey. 

Hank. What do we get from the south ? 

Gladys. Niggers. r .u tt q ? 

Hank. What's the chief industry of the U. b. r" 

Gladys. Politics and graft. 

Hank. Reckon you'll do, Miss. Won t she, Si ? 

Hank, ^i'go^'nd git the book of rules and regulations we 
'"^s'Ilas. Want to git rid of me so as you can make a fool of 

^""hInk^ No, I don't. Get the book, Si ; perhaps the young 
lady would like to see it. 

Gladys. Sure thing, go ahead and get it. 

Silas. I'll get it for you, Miss. 

{^Lcoks hard at Hank, exits, R. Hank and Gladys ;?/>/. 
Hank is bashful.) 

Gladys. Won't you sit down? 

Wank Yes. marm. (Goes to sit, jails.) . 

Gladys Say, git on to yourself. Can't you see I m dying 
to h«e you sit beside rae? (Hank.//..) Now tell me all 
about this school. How much salary ? 

Hank We alius pay ten dollars a week. 

Gladys As much as that? How kn,d you are ! I hke a 
man hke you ; so big, so strong. Now, if you weren't married ! 



8 THE NEW SCHOOL MA'aM 

Hank. Oh, I ain't married. 

Gladys. You're not? How is it that a fine-looking man 
like you isn't married? 

Hank. Wal, I never could find one that wanted me. 

Gladys. Why, I know a lot of girls thet would jump at the 
chance to marry you, a fine, handsome man like you, and I 
know one that is right handy for you. 

Hank. Do you mean you ? 

Gladys {coyly'). Who else ? 

Hank. Will you ? 

Gladys. Wait, I want to ask a favor of you first, and if you 
grant it I'll tell you. 

Hank. What's the favor ? I'll do anything for you. 

Gladys. You know I'm a stranger here, no money or friends. 
Now, could you pay me a week's salary in advance? 

Hank. Why, certain; here you be. {Gives her money. ^ 
Don't say nothing to Si, and you'll git yer salary jest the same. 

Gladys. Oh, thank you, Mr. Pettingill — Hank. 

Hank. Miss DeHaven — eh — Gladdis, fairest of wimen, 
your air — er — your stars shine like eyes — no, that ain't it. 
Here at your knees — no, no — on your feet at my knees 

Silas {entering'). Ahem! {YIp^i^y. drops on hands.) What 
the tarnation are you doing there, Hank ? 

Hank. Pickin' up tacks. {Rises, comes up to Silas.) 

Silas. Didn't I tell you not to propose to her? 

Hank. Never mind that; where's the book? 

Silas. It ain't here. I jest remember you took it hum 
t'other day. 

Hank. Guess we can git along without it. 

Silas. No, go and git it ; perhaps the young lady would 
like to see it. 

Gladys. Oh, yes. Please, Mr. Pettingill, go and git it. 

Hank. For you. Miss, I would do anything. 

{Looks mad at Silas. Theti exits, d. f. ) 

Gladys. Now for another ten spot. {Flirting business 
•with Silas. ) Won't you sit down ? 

Silas. Sartin. {Sits boldly by her.) Was that old duffer 
proposin' to you when I came in ? 

Gladys. I suppose he would have if you had not inter- 
rupted him. 

Silas. I'm darn glad of it. Blame fool proposes to every 
gal he meets. 



THE NEW SCHOOL MA AM 9 

Gladys. It's a wonder he never got married. A fine-look- 
ing man like him. 

Silas. Fine-looking? Ha! ha! ha! Reckon Hank 
wouldn't take no beauty prize. 

Gladys. And you, Mr. Wetherbee, did you ever realize 
what a handsome man you are ? 

Silas. Wal, I've got my share of good looks. I was a 
chipper looking young feller, an' I sartin was a great favorite 
with the gals, by thunder. {^Rube kick.) 

Gladys. I think you must of been a regular flirt. 

{Jogs elbow in his ribs.) 

Silas. Oh, you git out. (^Laughs. Jogs her in ribs.) 
Say, where are you from ? 
Gladys. New York. 
Silas. New York, eh ? 

(^Changes watch from left pocket to right.) 

Gladys. So you like the girls, eh ? 

Silas. Wal, I should snicker. {Pokes her in ribs.) You 
little rascal ! Ha 1 ha ! Say, what's your real name ; not the 
one on the picter ? 

Gladys. My real name is Bella. 

Silas. That's nice. 

Gladys. You think so ? 

Silas. Yep. I got a mule named Bella. Say, yer married 
or single ? 

Gladys. I'm a widow. 

Silas. Got any family ? 

Gladys. Just a little son. 

Silas. That's nice. Boy or girl ? 

Gladys. I said son. Are you married or single ? 

Silas. I'm a widow, too. I've been a widow for twenty years. 

Gladys. Did you miss her much ? 

Silas. Wal, no ; not when I took good aim at her. 

Gladys. What did she die of? 

Silas. Shortness of breath. You see she went out of her 
mind, and I had to put her in a lunatic asylum. 

Gladys. What ! insane ? 

Silas. Crazier'n a bedbug. An' after a while she up an* 
died. 

Gladys. I'm sorry. I'm just as sorry as I can be. 

(Rubs his whiskers.) 



10 THE NEW SCHOOL MA AM 

Silas. Here, here, keep off the grass. 

Gladys. Well, what about the school ? 

Silas. Well, that's so, I forgot all about it. All we have to 
do is to agree on salary. We paid the last gal ten dollars a week. 

Gladys. That's satisfactory; but I want you to do me a 
favor. 

Silas. Wal, jest spit her right out. I won't stop at nothin'. 

Gladys. I would like to have you pay me a week's salary 
in advance. I'm in a strange place without money or friends. 
1 don't know what to do. 

Silas. Don't you worry 'bout nothin'. Here's the money, 
an' it won't come out of your salary nother. But don't say 
anything to Hank. 

Gladys. Oh, thank you, Mr. Wetherbee, you're awfully 
good. I could learn to love a man like you. 

Silas. Ah, git out. I'm sixty years old, and you ain't 
twenty-five. 

Gladys. Sixty? Nonsense, you don't look a day over 
forty. 

Silas. Do tell. You know the old saying, A man's as old 
as he feels. I feel like a two-year-old. 

Gladys. Yes, and there's another saying, Better be an old 
man's darling than a young man's slave. 

Silas. Shucks, you wouldn't marry an old man like me I 

Gladys. You haven't asked me yet. 

{Looks at hwi coyly.") 

Silas. I'll do it now, by gosh I will. {On knees.) Will 
you or will you not marry me ? 

'Hank {entering). Si! {Silas falls on hands .) Whatyer 
doing ? 

Silas. Picking up tacks. 

Hank. Ha, ha! Caught you at it, didn't I? Say, Miss, 
you wouldn't marry a little shrivelled up, bald-headed, sawed- 
off runt like him ! 

Silas. You wouldn't marry a long, lanky, slap sided, flat 
footed, pie face old bear cat like him ! 

Gladys. Now, now, don't start any rough house, or I'll 
slam one of you. Of course I can't marry both of you, but I'll 
tell you what I'll do. I'll write a letter and in it I'll put the 
name of the lucky man. I haven't the heart to stay and see 
the sorrow of the rejected one, so you must promise not to read 
it until I am gone. 



THE NEW SCHOOL MA'aM II 

Silas. All right. Here's pen, ink and paper. 

iyBoth do comedy business while she writes.) 

Gladys {^putting letter in envelope). Now, remember, don't 
open it until 1 am gone. I'm going back to the hotel now. 
Good-bye. (Laughs and exits.) 

Hank. What the thunder is she laughing at ? 

Silas. She's a- laughing at you, you old crow-bait, 'cause 
I'm the lucky man. 

Hank. She's a-going to marry me. 

Silas. She ain't, nuther. 

Hank. She is, and I'm going to star her. 

Silas. Star her? Starve her, you mean. 

Hank. Do you mean to say I ain't got money enough to 
support a wife ? You old bald-headed polictacial grafter. 

Silas. Grafter? Don't you call me a grafter, you puddin'- 
headed drunkard. 

Hank. Drunkard ? That settles it. You an' me hev been 
friends thirty years, but it stops right here. Prepare to meet 
your doom. 

Silas. Ain't no drunkard kin call me a grafter. 

{Rube fight business.) 

Hank. Hold on there, you bantam rooster, afore I knocks 
the tar out of you. I'll tell you that she said she'd marry me 
if I done her a favor. 

Silas. A favor ? Did you give her ten dollars ? 

Hank. Did you ? 

Silas. Yes. 

Hank. Wal, I'll be darned ! 

(^Both make dive for letter. Silas gets it ; reads.) 

Silas. I am sorry I can't marry either one of you, because 

I have a husband in New York, where I'm going on the next 
train. [Looks at Hank.) I'm a darned old fool. 

Hank. I'm an old fool, too. 

Silas. I didn't mean the things I said about you. 

Hank. Me nuther. 

Silas. Hanky ! 

Hank. Si ! 

{Both embracey Mtting each other on the back as curtain 
falls.) 

CURTAIN 



ALIAS BROWN 

A Satirical Farce in Three Acts 
By E. J. Whisler 
Eleven males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, two interiors. 
Plays two hours. Keeler, fearing arrest for participation in a glove con- 
gest in Sacramento, adopts the name of a cigar salesman. Brown, whose 
card he finds in the train, and flees to Reno. Too late he finds Brown to 
be named as the corespondent in a divorce suit brought by Mr. Logan 
against his wife, and that Mr. and Mrs. Logan and Mary Gilbert, the girl 
of his heart, are all on the ground. His troubles are many, but he finds 
a way out of them. Good rapid farce and very funny. 
Price, 2^ cents 

CHARACTERS 

Mr. James Logan, a young married man. Age about twenty-five. 

Quick tempered. 
Mr. Mortimer, **Mrs. Mortimers husband"' not subdued, but 

submerged. Age about forty. 
John Brown, a cigar salesman. Age about forty. A practical 

business man with no frills. Somewhat bald and a little gray. 
Vincent Allgood, the hotel clerk ( Nuf ced). 
Montmorency, a bell hop. 
Henry Keeler, a young man of about thirty. A gentleman of 

leisure, and a good fellow. 
Billy Newcomb, a newspaper reporter. Alert and on the job. 
La Rue, the chief of police. A little heavy mentally, but persistent 

and faithful. 
Mr. Thomas Richie, a good-hearted, but weak young fellow, of 

about twentyfour. 
Lee Waters, a theatrical manager. Pompous and much inclined 

to run things. 
Rastus, a porter. 
Mary Gilbert, a public stenographer. Age about twenty-five. A 

practical, sensible girl. 
Mrs. Marie Logan, a young married woman. Age about twenty- 
two. 
Mrs. Beatrice Mortimer, an actress. Age about forty-five. 
Mrs. John Brown, about forty years old. Very mild mannered, a 

little oldfashioned. 
Mrs. Thomas Richie, age about twenty. A flighty little thing, 

frivolous, but affectionate. 

A FULL HOUSE 

A Farce in One Act 

By Dorothy Waldo 

Three males, three females. Costumes, modern ; scene, an interior. 

Plays thirty minutes. Mrs. Jinks, who keeps a boarding house, gets two 

applicants for her second floor front mixed, and manages by accident to 

straighten out a tangled love affair. Full of laughs. Recommended. 

Price, i£ cents 



COLLEGE DAYS 

A College Comedy in Three Acts 

By George M. Rosener 

Ten males, four females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, tvro interiors 
and an exterior. Plays two hours. Quincy Jordan, the son of a tyrannical 
farmer, wins a scholarship offered by a prominent newspaper and throws 
off the paternal yoke. At Westward College, which he has chosen be- 
cause the girl he loves is there, he is at first disadvantaged by his circum- 
stances, but he soon makes good both with head and fists and not cnly 
defeats the plot for his downfall that his rivals lay for him, but comes out 
a victor in college, wins the girl he loves, and carries all before him. A 
fine piece with many fine parts ; strongly recommended. Lots of come Ay. 
Professional rights reserved. 

Price, 25 cents 
CHARACTERS 
Quincy Jordan, a farmer, 
Quincy, Jr., his son. 
Squire Drake, a rich farmer, 
Jerome, his son. 
Uncle Hez, « town character. 
Poor House Onnie, another, 
Paul Prye, the bully. 
Professor Rex, a teacher. 
Hal Dexter, a student. 
Harry C. Graham, a politician, 
Jim Brady, a reporter. 
Jersey, Quincy Jordan s wife. 
Violet, Squire Drake" s daughter. 
Aunt Sally, a town character. 
Any number of students. 
SYNOPSIS 
Act I. — Exterior of Quincy Jordan's farm, near the summef 
school of Westward College. 

Act II. — Exterior of Westward College. The home of Professor 
Rex. 
Act III. — Quincy, Jr.'s, law office out West four years later. 

THE COLLEGE POLITICIAN 

A College Farce Comedy in Three Acts 
By H. W. IVeis and D. T. Howard 
Sixteen males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, three inte- 
riors. Plays two hours, Ted Kingsley, an outsider, applies the political 
methods of the outside world to the problem of winning the election for 
football manager in his college and, after an exciting campaign in which 
he shows great ability in this line and sets the college on end, he wins the 
office and the sister of his rival at one blow. An exciting play, with the 
true college atmosphere. Lots of good parts ; not difficult ; well recom' 
mended. Priccy /j cents 



MERRY MONEY MAKERS 
A Collection of Entertainments for Church or Lodge 
Performance, Adapted to any Sect or Community 
In this volume we have assembled several entertainments calling for a 
large number of characters such as are in demand for Church and Sunday- 
School performance in order to employ the services of as many of the 
children as possible. With these are offered several other popular pieces, 
new and old. Price, 2^ cents 

CONTENTS 

Samantha Snodgrass and the Ladies' The Last of the Peak Sisters, g males. 

Aid. lofeniaics. ^ females. 

The Annual Picnic of the MuggsviHe The Rag Doll Party. 4 males, \o fe- 

Sunday-School. 16 males., "2^ females. males. 

Beresford Benevolent Society, i male, The Summerville Bazar. 21 males, 

T females. y. females. 

The Emigrants' Party. 24 males, lo fe- 
males. 

SHORT PLAYS FOR SMALL PLAYERS 

A Collection of Entertainments for Children of All Ages 
By Edith Burrows, Gladys Ruth Bridgham and others 
This volume offers eight entertainments, old and new, intended for the 
use of schools and carefully selected to that end. Cleanliness and dra- 
matic interest have been the chief criteria in selection, but the effort has 
also been made, where this could be done without obtruding it, to embody 
improving suggestion. The wise youngsters of this advanced generation 
scent a " moral " afar off and are prone to repel its stern advances, but it 
is always possible to surround the pill of improvement with a palatable 
jam of fun. Price, 2^ cents 

CONTENTS 

The Key. 16 hoys., 17 girls. Pat's Excuse, i boy., i girl. 

The Children's Hour. 7 boys., 12 girls. Grammar School Fun. 17 boys., QJ girls. 

School Opera. 5 boys., s girls. A Temperance Frolic. 3 boys, 2 girls. 
Jack and the Beanstalk. 3 boys, 3 girls, and chorus. 
Bouquet of Rose Spirits. 8 boys, 18 
girls. 

CLEVER COMEDIES 

For Female Characters 
A Collection of Selected Entertainments for Ladies Only by 
Popular Authors 
This collection gives an admirable opportunity to make choice at a 
small cost of an entertauiment for schools or amateur theatricals. All the 
pieces that it contains have been successful as independent books and are 
very varied in casts and character. Price, 2^ cents 

CONTENTS 

A Corner in Strait-Jackets. 8 ladies Gaffer Grey's Legacy. 8 ladies. 

and 3 children. The Governess. 3 ladies. 

The Dairy-Maids' Festival. Any The Grecian Bend. 7 ladies. 

number of young ladies. A Sad Mistake, t ladies and chorus. 

A Daughter-In-Law. 4 ladies. Slighted Treasures. 4 ladies. 

£liza's Bona-Fide Offer. 4 ladles. To Meet Mr. Thompson. 8 ladUt. 



THE MOLLUSC 

A New and Original Comedy in Three Acts 

By Hubert Henry Davies 
Two male, two female characters. Costumes, modern ; scenery, a 
single interior. Plays two and a quarter hours. This charming comedy 
is widely known in this country through the admirable performance of it 
by Sir Charles Wyndham and Miss Mary Moore. It is offered in this 
edition to the reading public, but may be performed by amateurs by pay- 
ment of royalty. 

Price ^ ^o cents 

A SINGLE MAN 

A New and Original Comedy in Four Acts 
By Hubert Henry Davies 
Three male, nine female characters. Costumes, modern; scenery, two 
interiors. Plays a full evening. This play was popularized in the United 
States by the clever performance of its leading role by Mr. John Drew. 
It is published primarily for reading but may be produced by amateurs on 
payment of royalty. 

Price y 50 cents 

LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 

A Satirical Comedy in Three Acts 
By Hubert Henry Davies 
Twelve male, seven female characters. Costumes, modern ; scenery, 
three interiors. Plays a full evening. This clever play has not yet been 
produced in the United States, so that the opportunity of creating its 
various parts is thus offered to amateurs who may perform it on payment 
of royalty. 

Price^ SO cents 

BY THE SAME AUTHOR 
COUSIN KATE 

Three acts. Three males, four females. Costumes, modern ; sceneryj 
two interiors. Plays two and a half hours. Royalty required. 
Price, so cents 

MRS. GORRINGE'S NECKLACE 

Four acts. Five males, five females. Costumes, modern; scenery, one 
interior. Plays two and a half hours. Royalty required. 
Price, so cents 

CAPTAIN DREW ON LEAVE 

Publication of this play has been indefinitely postponed. 



B. lU* Pincro's Plays 

Price, SO 0e ite Gacb 



Mirk /^¥| iTkTiyTpf Play in Four Acts. Six males, five females. 
iTllU-vriAllllEiLi Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. 
Plays two and a half hours. 

THE NOTORIOUS MRS. EBBSMITH S^^'ki^m 

males, five females. Costumes, modern; scenery, all interiors. 
Plays a full evening. 

TUr PUnCI If ATF Play in Four Acts. Seven males, five 
inCi lIvV/rLiUJ/TLl El females. Scenery, three interiors, rather 
elaborate ; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

TOP Cr'UrkAI MICTDTCC Farce in Three Acts. Nine males, 
InL jLnUULlTll»51l\E.OiJ seven feniJiles. Costumes, mod- 
ern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. 

THE SECOND MRS. TANQUERAY |J|grIr,,*Sve 

females. Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a 
full evening. 

CWCrT f AVFWnFI? Comedy in Three Acts, Seven males, 
oWI!il!il JL/WE.l^L'EilX. four females. Scene, a single interior, 
costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

TUr TUITTUnCDDAI T Comedy in Four Acts. Ten males, 
InL inUllU£.lvDULl nine females. Scenery, three interi- 
ors; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

TUI? TIMFC Comedy in Four Acts. Six males, seven females. 
I nCi 1 llVlEiO Scene, a single interior ; costumes, modern. Plays 
a full evening. 

TUC U/UAyri? QFY comedy in Three Acts. Eight males, 
llll!i tVEAj\I1Iv kjEiA eight females. Costumes, modern; 
scenery, two interiors. Plays a full evening. 

A WIFE WITHOUT A SMILE gf^Stlil^ou^femtiS: 

Costumes, modern ; scene, a single interior. Plays a full evening. 



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A^ Yftll I IITF IT Comedy in Five Acts. Thirteen males, four 
Ad lUu L«ll^lv II females. Costumes, picturesque ; scenery, ra- 
ried. Plays a full erening. 

PA MIT IF I^rama in Five Acts. Nine males, five females. CoB- 
\iASl\LtUu tumes, modern ; scenery, varied. Plays a full evening. 

INnOMAI? Pl^y '^^ Yi\e Acts. Thirteen males, three females. 
inUUiilAIV Scenery varied ; costumes, Greek. Plays a full evening. 

IWAPY ^TIIAKT Tragedy in Five Acts. Thirteen males, four fe- 
ITliilVi JlU/ini males, and supernumeraries. Costumes, of the 
period ; scenery, varied and elaborate. Plays a full evening. 

THE MERCHANT OF VENICE £X??hS^i2l: ISi^^t 

picturesque ; scenery varied. Plays a full evening. 

ff irHFT IFII Pl*y ^" ^^^® Acts. Fifteen males, two females. Scen- 
I\IVllIwML«L> ery elaborate ; costumes of the period. Plays a full 
evening. 

THF DIVAl^ Comedy in Five Acts. Nine males, five females. 
1 llXi Al T AliD Scenery varied ; costumes of the period. Plays a 
full evening. 

SBE STOOPS TO CONQUER £S'ea«feiIa.et°l-..n^5- 

ried ; costumes of the period. Plays a full evening. 

TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL S?AX^£ 

three females. Costumes, picturesque ; scenery, varied. Plays a 
full evening. 



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